""Ugh... Where am I?""
Though foggy, voices came to the midst.
"Wow! She's Getting Up! Everybody Get Back!" Barry backed up suddenly, bumping into Brad.
"I-I don't like this! W-Where did it come from?!" Tears flooded the man's eyes as he ducked behind Barry.
"It's a She (maybe) Brad,, duh.. Jill,, stop poking it.." Enrico took the pen out of the pale hand.
"Chriss, What should we doo?" The brunette lady inquired, looking towards the ex-air force member.
He was too focused on waking Wesker up instead of wondering where that... Thing, came from. If their Captain didn't wake up, they would have to take him to the Raccoon city hospital. Chris stroked the blonde hair out of his Superior's face. The stuck up captain looked so peaceful asleep, but the brown haired male would much rather have the "nose in the air" Wesker than the sleeping (maybe dead) one. To get that Wesker back, Chris needed answers.
The male marched over to the figure on the ground and jerked it into a standing position.
"How do I wake him up?" A growl flew into the air, threatening everything in it's path.
""Gah, the hell? Where am I?"" The figure shook it's head. ""... Chris Redfield?""
"Yes, that's me. How do I wake him up?!" The man jerked his thumb over to the Blondie whose head was rested on the mahogany desk.
"Calm Down Chris, Give Her-" His speech was interrupted by the stutter of a yellow jacketed man.
"I-It."
"It, A Minute. Once It Gets It's Bearings, Then We'll Ask Questions." Barry's eyebrows knitted together.
"But Wesker-"
"Yes, We're All Worried About The Captain, But If We're Going To Get Any Answers We Have To Wait."
The tanned male huffed a breath of hot air, taking his hands off of the figure. After a few moments wait, the standing... Thing began to speak.
""Alright, so, I'm kind of flabbergasted right now. I mean,"" The form looked about. ""I'm in a room, the office of Albert Wekser mind you, full of the Resident Evil cast. How am I supposed to go about this? This is every Fangirl's/boy's dream! Wait, what if I AM dreaming?!""
"Whatt do you mean 'Resident Evill'?" Jill stumped. "You'ree making no sense. What do Fangirls and Fanboys have to do with anythingg?"
Chris stepped in. "I don't know, but It knows Wesker! You did this!" He started towards the thing in front of him.
The figure hopped back. ""Gah wait! I can fix it!"
Redfield stopped his advances, and stared along with everyone else at the shaking form.
"How?" Enrico asked.
""(Do I really know?)"" The thing thought. ""(I don't even know who I am right now. I need a mirror and some explanations. I just need them to get off my case for a little bit!)""
"W-well?" Brad quivered, still behind Barry.
""I, er, I don't know. BUT! I can figure out how!"" A quick shout was made when Chris began walking again, which made him stop. ""You see, if I can figure out how I did THIS to him,"" A finger was pointed over to Albert. ""Then I can figure out how to reverse it! Easy as that. I just need a little help.""
"Whatt kind of helpp?" The lithe woman asked.
""I just need some time. Now, I need to use the bathroom. Anybody know where one is?"" The figure cringed forward when the urge to 'go' became too large.
The group looked at It funny, eyebrows raised, but Jill lead the way to the hall.
"Uhmm, which door do you go inn?" Valentine asked. The two looked at the doors.
""I... I don't know. I just need a mirror."" The body rushed into the lady's room, and looked to it's left.
There was a sparkling sink.
Next to it a soap dispenser.
Above it, a mirror.
In the mirror...
""What the fuck is THAAAAAAAT?!""